Drank it from a cauldron
With the moon juice dripping
She kissed me on a starlight
Didn't know she slowly
Worked herself into a frenzy
And Vanished
In the illusion
That is darkness
In the illusion
That is daytime
Leading into night time
All just floating
Spheres in space
If I were a moment, I would be
The one where she stood open
Faced to all that ever was
She's an atom now
Only one isolated
In this limited landscape
Nucleus is heated again
Because we're close
I don't know if I can
Handle standing
So far from her
Not with her glowing
White hot
Not with her breath dreaming
Crystals into the
Bare night
Orange specs
Of flight
That harangue
The night
Speaking volumes
An oratorical masterpiece
Of icy shards of speech
Crashing in the deep
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this is pretty cool
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